Pretensious angst-writ
It's my new job title.
So someone said let there be light
And your eyes went right out
With a path to follow there's no need
For a brain to figure it out
So someone said I have a dream
And you let it be just their's
With a person to follow there's no need
For feet to search these frontiers
Someone said here's some freedom
So you took the gun from their hands
Now you've seen what freedom costs you
With your brothers and sisters in the sands
Love is just a trend
And they have a tendency to end
Love is just a trend
So find yourself a friend
Love is just a trend
A lie to make invisible mends
Love is just a fad
But hey, I hear the sex ain't bad.
Bind your hands with yellow ribbons
Anything less is unforgiven
Love it all or love is nothing
If you're not with us then you're fucked
We've got this map covered with lines
We can move them any time
So don't try your hand at this game
We've been playing with it your whole life
If you're thinking this ain't going right
Just sit down, and keep quiet
I know a place for you if you can't handle it
The back of a van or a six foot pit
Watch your first step
When you head off
To go to Hell
We don't need you
There's no escape
And you know it all too well
Gag your voice with yellow ribbons
There's only one way into Heaven
And it ain't in no plane
It's got nothing to do with those buildings
We've got this problem with our minds
We can lose them any time
So don't loose your tongue unless it's silver
Or we'll cut it into ribbons
If you're thinking something ain't quite right
You'd best just shut, sit tight
We'll show them how to make peace with your fist
It'll work or there's always pits
(full up with kids and innocents)
Watch your first step
When you head off
Straight to Hell
We don't need no okay
We'll make it our own way
And we'll drag you down as well
Hey, they can't all be gold. And they can't all be shit cooking in my brain anymore, either.
Here's to running a campaign for Angst-Rock Bitch of the Year.
So someone said let there be light
And your eyes went right out
With a path to follow there's no need
For a brain to figure it out
So someone said I have a dream
And you let it be just their's
With a person to follow there's no need
For feet to search these frontiers
Someone said here's some freedom
So you took the gun from their hands
Now you've seen what freedom costs you
With your brothers and sisters in the sands
Love is just a trend
And they have a tendency to end
Love is just a trend
So find yourself a friend
Love is just a trend
A lie to make invisible mends
Love is just a fad
But hey, I hear the sex ain't bad.
Bind your hands with yellow ribbons
Anything less is unforgiven
Love it all or love is nothing
If you're not with us then you're fucked
We've got this map covered with lines
We can move them any time
So don't try your hand at this game
We've been playing with it your whole life
If you're thinking this ain't going right
Just sit down, and keep quiet
I know a place for you if you can't handle it
The back of a van or a six foot pit
Watch your first step
When you head off
To go to Hell
We don't need you
There's no escape
And you know it all too well
Gag your voice with yellow ribbons
There's only one way into Heaven
And it ain't in no plane
It's got nothing to do with those buildings
We've got this problem with our minds
We can lose them any time
So don't loose your tongue unless it's silver
Or we'll cut it into ribbons
If you're thinking something ain't quite right
You'd best just shut, sit tight
We'll show them how to make peace with your fist
It'll work or there's always pits
(full up with kids and innocents)
Watch your first step
When you head off
Straight to Hell
We don't need no okay
We'll make it our own way
And we'll drag you down as well
Hey, they can't all be gold. And they can't all be shit cooking in my brain anymore, either.
Here's to running a campaign for Angst-Rock Bitch of the Year.